I often wonder,
I so often muse,
After I blunder
And my way thus lose,
Or "My will!" thunder
And Thy love abuse,
How Thou doth show me
Exactly where and
How I so failed Thee:
A touch from Thy hand
Bends my stubborn knee,
Shows me chilish, and
Doth wholly suffice
To melt my hard heart
And make me realize
Just how great Thou art.
© Andrew J. Goggans 2008
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